In the middle of the street, a big gun, above the big gun, a majestic old man stood with his hands in his hands. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

One zhang away, charcoal red strong horses, healthy horses, armored warriors, halberd confrontation.

"Who are you??"

Lu Bu's domineering eyes narrowed slightly, the phoenix-tailed pheasant on his head was windless, the red rabbit horse under his crotch was panting heavily, and the iron hooves of the casserole were scraping the floor, as if he wanted to charge.

"Me? I am the disciple grandson of Li Shuwen, the eight-pole divine spear - Li Zongyang is also!! ”

I saw that the short and thin old man had a proud face, word by word, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Cut! Who is Li Shuwen? I, Lu Busheng, have been born for 20 years, and I have never heard of it. ”

Lu Bu, a traverser, naturally didn't know who Li Shuwen was, and seeing his contemptuous eyes, he couldn't help but sneer and fight back.

"Shut up!! Wait for the juniors who don't respect their ancestors!! If it weren't for Patriarch Li standing up and promoting our Shenzhou martial arts, your halberd method would have been abandoned long ago! ”

The short and thin old man seemed to have been insulted, pointing at Lu Bu and scolding.

"Hahaha!! Little old man! If it weren't for the fact that you are a little Taoist, I would have slaughtered you a long time ago, and I dared to stand in the way of the master...... Master, my ancestor is the first fierce general of the Three Kingdoms - Lu Bu Lu Fengxian!! ”

"How? How is it better than your Master Li? ”

Lu Bu pointed forward with the halberd in his hand and looked at him in defiance.

When Li Zongyang heard that he was a descendant of Lu Bu of the Three Kingdoms, he sneered heavily on his face: "Oh? You are the aftermath of the slave with the third surname? I don't know who your current master is? How many are they? Hey, hey, hey..."

When Lu Bu heard the words three surnamed domestic slaves, his heart was even more angry, and the cold light in his eyes was as if it were true.

The hand holding the halberd grasped and clenched, but he couldn't help but didn't move, he was not afraid of losing, nor was he afraid of death, but he was afraid of hurting the weak young master.

"My ancestor is the first in the world, what kind of thing is you? Dare to insult him?! The deep voice did not fluctuate, but it was cold to the bone.

At this time, Li Zongyang also saw Ye Tian lying behind Lu Bu, and his heart was even more confident, "Poofhaha!" The first in the world among tens of millions of people, it is a fart, when Li Shizu dominated the world for more than 40 years, did not taste a defeat, and fought invincible opponents all over the world, not only invincible to the Chinese people, but also to suppress overseas, punching the eight wildernesses, picking guns all over the world, invincible above hundreds of millions of people!! ”

"Not only is he better than that three-surnamed slave, but I can also beat him several times!!"

"You are a descendant of a chaotic minister and thief, and you dare to be presumptuous?!!"

"What a three-slave house slave! What a thief! ”

I saw Lu Bu's eyes red, gritting his teeth, muttering to himself, and holding the halberd with his big hand clattering.

Ye Tian, who was lying behind Lu Bu, understood in a trance that he had met an opponent, or the disciple of Li Shuwen, who was the eight-pole divine spear, and he had become a burden to Lu Bu.

"Mengmeng, analyze the basic information of the person in front of you." Ye Tian's mind asked the system.

"Ding-dong...... Target person - Li Zongyang, age: 61, evolution level: level 1. For the late Qing Dynasty spear Li Shuwen's successor from generation to generation, the boxing skills are superb, the spear skills are exquisite, and the spear is quite powerful...... There are many heirs. Weaknesses: short stature, age. (with martial arts bonus) base power 123, sharpshooter power +4, no ability. ”

Level 1 Evolutionary...... The combat power is more than 120...... This battle is dangerous.

"Little thief! Li doesn't embarrass you, it's just that I have an urgent matter today, and I want to go to the provincial capital..."

"It's a pity that you don't have a mount, and your horse is very handsome, can you borrow an old man to ride it for a few days???"

Li Zongyang greedily stared at the handsome red rabbit horse, and said with a pleasant face.

Grab a horse?

Rob me Chitu?

When Lu Bu heard him peeping at his beloved horse, his heart was even more angry, and the red rabbit horse under his crotch also seemed to understand human language, with anger in his huge horse eyes and roaring in his mouth.

Li Zongyang's eyes were even more greedy, "Oh~ BMW psychic? ”

"Brother Lu Bu, if you let me go to the ground, he deceives people too much!" Ye Tian's weak voice revealed strength.

Lu Bu was silent for a moment, and said firmly: "Young master, rest assured, even if Bu dies, he will not let him hurt you." ”

"Be careful!"

Ye Tian turned over and fell off the horse, staggered to the side of the building, paused, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Lu Bu... Be careful, this old thief is not easy to deal with... You don't have to worry about me. ”

After Ye Tian, a scumbag with a combat strength of only 5, left, Lu Bu had no scruples, and sat on the horse coldly, the halberd in his hand ready to stab out at any time.

As soon as Li Zongyang saw his posture, he also knew that the battle was inevitable, so he fell to the ground, and stomped heavily on his naked right foot, and the cement slab instantly collapsed into a foot-shaped pit, splashing dust all over the sky.

The spear that stuck three feet into the ground rose in response to the sound and landed steadily in his hand.

An epoch-making epic battle -- on the verge of breaking out.

(To be continued)

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